Love story.
Each love story has its own ending.
Be it happy or sad, good or bad. Sunshine or rain, good moments lasts.
Hope for the best, and prepare for the worst.
; I look through the moments. Tears might shed, but my will is firm.
I still carry them through, in order not to make any mistakes again in the future to come.
Till then, make my memory a good one.
Labels: song of honesty
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